It Lurks in Underground Spaces

It lurks in underground spaces

Darkened squares and

Blackened woodlands

 

By day, parklands

By night, the dirt grime squalor and horror

of knotted roots

Labyrinthine caves within stark trunks

The leaves its lace.

By day the fresh winds,

Its fetid breath by night.

 

Evil stalks by day,

and goose-steps arrogantly at night,

in the darkness of this evil hour.

A myriad torches

Long vulture-flames leaping

Clutching at the stars

That lightning reminder

Of the Host

That writing on the wall

That consigns it to oblivion but extinction not.

 

It stalks the land in many guises

Righteousness of a kind

is not a garment unfamiliar;

Pretending to lurk in only subterranean places,

It basks naked, and deliberate,

in the light of humankind.

 

It looks for the tiniest crack

into which it can make its home,

The tiniest crack becomes gargantuan

as it multiplies itself.

Its hovel becomes a house,

Its house a manor,

Its manor a mansion,

Its mansion a palace.

 

And yet to naked eye

Evident only is the tiniest crack.

The master of disguise

It dons the cloak of respectability

To hide its odious demeanour

And its most favoured cloak
is any and every religion …

 

Unfinished


12 November 2021
All Rights Reserved

© Kenneth Thomas Webb 2021


Composed 28 September 2016

Re-run 28 September 2021

Worked afresh on 11 November 11 2021

Unfinished-in-Progress

Ken Webb is a writer and proofreader. His website, kennwebb.com, showcases his work as a writer, blogger and podcaster, resting on his successive careers as a police officer, progressing to a junior lawyer in succession and trusts as a Fellow of the Institute of Legal Executives, a retired officer with the Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve, and latterly, for three years, the owner and editor of two lifestyle magazines in Liverpool.

He also just handed over a successful two year chairmanship in Gloucestershire with Cheltenham Regency Probus.

Pandemic aside, he spends his time equally between his city, Liverpool, and the county of his birth, Gloucestershire.

In this fast-paced present age, proof-reading is essential. And this skill also occasionally leads to copy-editing writers’ manuscripts for submission to publishers and also student and post graduate dissertations.